A Little Brief Authority

"Few men can look back over their lives without wondering how they survived the tight places through which they passed. I have probably been througi more dangers than the average man," and the man who made his pile in Arizona, coming back to Detroit that he might enjoy it, seemed to be making aselection from his many thrilling experiences, says the Detroit Free Press. "They made me sheriff down there, and I had one gang to deal with that had no trouble in keeping me worried all time. They were the very worst type of border rufflans and thought no more of human life than I did of wiping out a cejóte. One evenlng I had been scouting on my own responsibility, a tip having been given me that a little settlement in the lower part of the county was to be raided. Without the slightest warning I came upon three of the gang and had my hands extended skyward in a jiffy. it was the boast of the gang that they would put me out of the way, and it looked black. But a man thinks fast when his time eeems short. 'Ike,' I shouted, as if cemmanding a regiment, 'I appoint you a deputy sheriff. We'll wipe off the slate for you and you can hold the job as long as want to. Nail that fellow next to you.' A little brief authority just caught tne fellow. He took the drop on hls man. The diversion gave me a chance at the other fellow and it was a regular triumphal proces3ion we made to the county jail. Ike made as good an officer as ever operated in that rough country and inside of three months we had the gang cleaned out."